Hogwarts: Starting as a Card Maker from a Failed Art Student

Chapter 254 Lily's Whisper - Unlocking Tier 3 Portrait Feat! The Day of Announcement Has Arrive

Chapter 255 Lily's Whisper - Unlocking the Tier 3 Portrait Feat! The Day of Announcement Has Arrived!

[Werewolf Blood].

The word echoed in Ethan's ears like lightning tearing through the night and sunlight piercing through the clouds!

Ethan's eyes widened suddenly, and his blocked thoughts cleared up instantly!

"Yes, werewolf blood... the blood of the healed...!"

Ethan jumped up from the sofa.

The cobalt blue pupils lit up.

He muttered to himself as he paced back and forth.

My brain is working at lightning speed.

Based on the original potion, the wolf blood variable is added to reconstruct various changes!

This moment.

Ethan is not only a talented artist.

We must prove ourselves with our strength.

He is the most intelligent Ravenclaw among the four houses of Hogwarts!

In the activity room of the Qimingdeng (Dawn of Enlightenment) club.

Everyone stopped talking because of Ethan's sudden action.

They looked at their club president with surprise and anticipation—the most deserving genius in Hogwarts today!

And Ethan never disappoints his followers.

There was a loud "snap".

Ethan stopped in his tracks.

With a flick of his long, slender fingers, he snapped them crisply.

Just like pressing a switch.

Everyone's breath hitched, and their hearts jumped into their throats.

Hermione trembled slightly, and her cheeks turned red.

Her eyes sparkled as she looked at Ethan.

"I know what we're lacking."

Ethan raised the corners of his mouth, his cobalt blue eyes radiating an air of arrogance and confidence.

He said, slowly and deliberately:

"Werewolf blood."

"According to my deduction, the reason why the wrinkled fig and evening primrose cannot fuse in the final step is precisely because the energy of the evening primrose is too strong."

"The 'materials' were purified directly."

"And if, together with the blood of the person being treated, it is added, and immediately after preparation, when the medicine is at its most potent."

"Have the transformed werewolf consume it."

"This will remove the curse in one fell swoop and completely cure the werewolf!!"

His booming voice echoed through the activity room, which was filled with crucibles, books, and various personal belongings.

Hermione frowned slightly.

First, pick up your notebook and do some serious calculations.

His eyes lit up, and he nodded: "Judging from the reaction of the raw materials, this is indeed feasible..."

"But, Ethan."

Hermione looked up, her brows furrowing slightly, and hesitated before saying:

"If what you say is true, the werewolf should be given the drug when it is at its strongest."

"That means we must prepare the potion on the day of the announcement! To complete the final step!"

Hermione's eyes widened.

In an instant, countless tragic consequences flashed through my mind!

For example, when the potion failed to be prepared, Ethan was embarrassed in front of everyone.

They were heavily ridiculed by the Daily Prophet...

Finally, he turned to the dark side, dropped out of school, became Voldemort in disguise, and rose to become the third Dark Lord, ruling the world...

Oh! She can't let that happen!

At this time.

Luna suddenly clapped her hands in delight and said:

"Great! Now we can demonstrate the potion-making process to everyone! That'll be even more interesting!"

Hermione raised her eyebrows high.

He crossed his arms and glared sternly at Luna:

"On-site, you only have one chance. What if you fail?"

Luna said gently, "There's only one moonflower left. In any case, we only have one chance."

An invisible spark ignited between the two.

Lipala.

This made everyone else cower like quails, not daring to interrupt.

Ethan, you've had a tough time too.

Harry felt a surge of emotion.

Just then.

Ethan suddenly turned his head.

He looked at Harry and asked an unrelated question:

"Harry, is your mother quite skilled at potions?"

Harry was taken aback.

Then he nodded:

"It should be... I heard Sirius mention it."

"My mother was the smartest student at the time, with excellent grades in all subjects, and she was also the Potions Professor's favorite student."

A look of impatience appeared on Harry's face.

"Hmm," Ethan nodded thoughtfully.

Just now, the voice that prompted him.

It really is Harry's mother!

Lily Evans!

But there is no doubt that Lily is dead.

He died on that night when the green light shone brightly.

Could it be... the effect of his tertiary painting, "Lily, Love Forever"?

【congratulations!】

[You have triggered the hidden effect of the Tier 3 artwork—a character perk!]

[When you create extraordinary Tier 3 artworks based on real historical figures]

[There's a chance this portrait inherited their real-life talents!]

[Lily's Specialty: The Potions Master's Whisper]

At certain times, Lily will give you inspiration and hints about potions.

Accompanied by a faint laugh.

A woman with red hair seemed to flash before Ethan's eyes.

One can even inherit the talent of the person in the portrait!

This is something that even a second-order live drawing can't do!

Ethan smiled, his heart filled with joy, and thought to himself:

No wonder it has the "historical" advantage, it's just different... :.:

In this way.

It's pretty much certain.

Adding "wolf blood" is the right thing to do!

Ethan looked up at his hesitant members.

He grinned and said confidently:

"Do as I say."

"Don't look so grim, cheer up. After all..."

"We're going to create a miracle in front of the entire magical world!"

On the day of the announcement, around dusk.

Final exams are approaching.

However, even the most studious students cannot concentrate on their studies at Hogwarts.

They gathered noisily outside the lawn.

Pairs of curious and excited eyes watched as wave after wave of reporters poured in.

I also saw officials from the Ministry of Magic who frequently appear in the newspapers.

And those white-bearded wizards who seemed mysterious and "scholarly".

Ron: "? Why do I think I saw a sword on an old wizard's waist?"

Dean Thomas held out his hand and pointed:

"Look! That's Rufus Scrimgeour! The new Minister for Magic!"

Now.

The students craned their necks to look at the man walking at the head of the Ministry of Magic officials.

He had a slight limp, but he still walked with long strides, and his sharp and unyielding gaze was just like that of an old lion.

The newly appointed Minister of Magic extended his hand to shake hands with Headmaster Dumbledore and said:

"Regardless of whether Mr. Ethan Vincent succeeds in concocting the potion to cure the werewolf."

"With his talent and ability, he is an important partner for our Ministry of Magic."

In conversation.

Although there is some appreciation.

But I don't think Ethan can really do it.

"Hehehe," Dumbledore chuckled, "we'll see then."

Scrimgeour withdrew his hand, looked at Hogwarts, and a hint of nostalgia appeared in his eyes.

Suddenly, his expression froze.

He asked in confusion, "Why is there something stuck in Hogwarts Castle...?"

."stick"?"

I don't know why.

Scrimgeour stared at the unidentified object protruding from the top of the castle.

For some reason, it gave me the feeling of train tracks.

But driving a train inside Hogwarts?

How could that be?

Headmaster Dumbledore froze: "Those are souvenirs left by our school's students... Hehehe."

In tone.

With a hint of gritted teeth.

Are these souvenirs that reveal the "top" of Hogwarts?

Scrinker was a little confused.

But without delving deeper, he nodded and said, "Hmm, it's quite artistic."

the other side.

Rita Skeeter, a reporter for The Daily Prophet, is writing a crazy report.

He was so excited that his cheeks flushed and he kept licking the pen.

The red lips muttered:

"Ethan Vincent... a crushing defeat... a failed werewolf potion... Hmm~ I'm not sure what title would be better?"

Anyway.

That third-grade kid has absolutely no chance of breaking the werewolf curse.

Otherwise, all the old wizards present, including Severus Snape, the Potions Master of Hogwarts, would be in trouble.

They all have to kneel down and kowtow to Ethan.

at last.

Amidst countless expectations.

The main character has appeared.

"Look! It's Ethan!"

Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted.

moment.

Everyone turned their heads at once!

"Crunch, crunch!"

The sound of camera shutters clicking became continuous, and the flashes were so bright they could almost scare away the Dementors.

In the public eye.

Ethan, dressed in black with an elegant and proper demeanor, like a noble young master, slowly walked in.

That calm yet proud demeanor, that handsome face, that tall and outstanding figure.

A scream immediately erupted from the crowd.

"It turns out that as long as you're handsome, people will forget your terrible deeds."

Michael said sourly.

His gaze was distant, yet filled with reverence and worship.

This is their Ravenclaw eagle!

And behind Ethan.

But everyone saw it -

But what about the crucible still burning in the fire?

"What's going on? Why have you brought the pots out?"

"Is the potion not finished yet?"

"Ah! Could it be that Ethan intends to brew this potion right here and now?!"

This is a bold move.

Instantly, the scene was engulfed in flames!

An uproar ensued!